That brings back memories (and sick feelings!) of a similar experience I had - also on a slip in the Ruahines. I shot a deer from the top, climbed down and gutted it, then as it got dark I climbed back up to my campsite. I ended up in a spot way steeper than where I went down, with some very flimsy plants as handholds.
I had another stomach-churning experience in Pureora. I heard a goat above the river while a mate was fishing, so I climbed up to check it out. I was sidling along and came to a rock chute, very smooth and slippery. Partway across there was a patch of soil about 2m round with a punga growing on it, so I figured I would jump to this, then jump to the other side. As I landed by the punga, the whole lot started sliding down towards the bluff and I had to make a mad leap for the far side. I had thought the soil was a gap in the rock, but it was a clump sitting on top.
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